Birthday Squirrel
My friend hates squirrels. Not that a squirrel has ever done anything to her. Never insulted or assaulted her in any way. Never dug up spring bulbs in her garden, stolen her nuts, or set up nests in chimneys she knew. As far as I can see, this hatred is completely unprovoked and unwarranted. She thinks they are rats with fluffy tails. Their cute fluffy tails are in fact very redeeming and charming, as is their ability to scamper along tree branches without losing their footing. I suspect she may be jealous. Who wouldn’t want to hop from branch to branch without a care in the world? My friend would probably like that a lot.
Over the years, I have taken it upon myself to try to turn her squirrel frown upside down, and her birthday is a prime time for me to conduct my squirrel loving campaign. She is a fall baby after all, and should therefore embrace the cute gathering nut squirrel all the more. In the past I have presented her with squirrel cards, salt and pepper shakers, figurines, bobble heads. This year I decided I would take it a step further and lovingly craft her a felt squirrel from my new adorable book.
As you can see, it is not nearly as cute as the squirrel in the book, but perhaps that will make it all the more endearing. Perhaps it will enlighten my dear friend, and help her realize that squirrels and their felt brothers and sisters are deserving of love, rodent like or not.




